“What if he needs our help?” she looked over her shoulder. “I can’t imagine that he would.” She pulled back on his hand to make him stop running. Her eyes were determined, “we’re in this together.”
“What if he needs our help?” she looked over her shoulder. “I can’t imagine that he would.” She pulled back on his hand to make him stop running. Her eyes were determined, “we’re in this together.”
Inscriptions from the Heart 